"Grief is like a long valley, a winding valley where any bend may reveal a totally new landscape."
Over the years, I have enjoyed many of Lewis' books. However, this one has always slipped through the cracks. Today, that oversight was corrected.
Unlike any of his other works which I have read, this one is a journal. A very special journal. Within these pages are Lewis' daily thoughts as he faced the grief of losing his beloved wife to cancer. Moment by moment, the reader is invited into an inner world which few of us discuss honestly. The world of deep heartbreak.
There is no point in mincing words, reading Lewis' journey of grief is painful. Although the pages are few, I found myself shedding tears more often than any other book I have read excluding the Bible. With brutal honesty, Lewis shares the fear, confusion, pain, anger, and doubt he endured in his grief. Then, into that gloom the light begins to slowly shine again. He concludes with some of the most poignant words on faith, love, and hope which I have ever read as he begins to heal.
So far, this is the best book on grief which I have read. Admittedly, I have never lost a spouse. So I doubt that I can truly comprehend the depths of Lewis' pain. However, his words were a blessing to me in my own smaller griefs. I am thankful for this little book. If you have experienced loss or trauma, then I believe that this book could be a blessing to you.